the way I was, and no guy had ever done that before.
He drew my face to his and kissed me deeply, kissed the jealousy away, and I was flooded with a sense of love and an even deeper eternal desire.
Chapter 11
Buzz Kill
Jagger asked us to meet the fol owing night not at the Crypt but at the soccer field. It was an odd sight, to say the least: a bunch of vampires hanging out on the bleachers at Trevor’s soccer game. I would have loved to have hung out at the Crypt, but it was Jagger’s plan for the girls to get out and drum up buzz for the club.
Luna had her hand on Sebastian’s leg the entire time, but it was clear to me that she was staring at Alexander. I wondered deep down if she was involved with Sebastian to get back at or to get close to Alexander. But Alexander didn’t appear to care or even notice. He had his arm around me and was as captivated with the game as any one of Dul svil e’s students was.
Becky seemed to be preoccupied with her phone and occasional y glanced at Sebastian.
Scarlet beamed. Her face flushed to match her dyed hair. She honed in on Trevor and, as much as it turned my stomach to see her lust after my nemesis, I was moved that she was so happy to watch Trevor.
“I’d like some popcorn and a drink,” Luna directed Sebastian with a flirty gaze. Back in Romania, Luna had grown up as a mortal, and a very popular one at that. Soccer games were nothing new to her.
While I sat with Onyx and Scarlet, Becky stood at the edge of the bleachers holding her cel phone.
“Who are you texting?” I asked her. “I’m here and Matt’s on the field.”
“I’m not texting.”
“Then what are you doing?”
“I never got that picture of Sebastian. And since this isn’t the Crypt, I can take as many pics as I want. I’d like to add it to the scrapbook for Jagger.”
I rose. I didn’t know what to do. She had her camera poised and aimed at Sebastian.
“I don’t think—” I said. But it was too late. I heard the click click click and saw flashes as she snapped away.
Onyx and Scarlet must have noticed, too, as they whispered together.
Becky returned triumphant. “I made sure I saved them this time. Let’s take a look at them,” she said.
“Hey—watch Matt,” I said. “He’s on his way to scoring! Maybe you should be paying attention to him and not Sebastian,” I hinted. “I think he’s working extra hard for you.”
“Real y?” she asked. She watched her boyfriend as he ran down the field, kicking the soccer bal . “Go, Matt, go!”
Becky forgot about her pictures and for the rest of the game was entranced by Matt’s athletic abilities.
After the game, Prada-bees inched away from us, and we got a ton of stares. But when Trevor, sweaty and charged up from a win, came and talked to Jagger, and he hung out for a few minutes with the soccer team, the onlookers gawked even more. But when they noticed that Trevor liked these goths, then they looked at them like there must have been something worthwhile about them—like a new purse from an up-and-coming designer.
It was the first time in my existence in Dul svil e that I wasn’t the only outsider. I was in a crowd of girls and guys and it looked like I belonged to their club.
The next day, after last bel , I headed to my locker to find Trevor leaning against it.
“I bet it breaks your heart to have two of your friends pine for me the way they do,” he said proudly. “Luna . . . and now Scarlet. They can’t keep their hands off of me.”
“It’s just because you are foreign to them. It’s like if they went to the zoo and stared at the monkeys. You are the monkey.”
Trevor broke a smile.
The more I pushed his buttons, the more he loved it. He stepped aside, but not without brushing against me. He peered over me as I unlocked my locker and opened its door.
“So what about that key?” I asked.
“I knew you’d be asking me about it sooner or later.” He pul ed the cord out from underneath his shirt and
He drew my face to his and kissed me deeply, kissed the jealousy away, and I was flooded with a sense of love and an even deeper eternal desire.
Chapter 11
Buzz Kill
Jagger asked us to meet the fol owing night not at the Crypt but at the soccer field. It was an odd sight, to say the least: a bunch of vampires hanging out on the bleachers at Trevor’s soccer game. I would have loved to have hung out at the Crypt, but it was Jagger’s plan for the girls to get out and drum up buzz for the club.
Luna had her hand on Sebastian’s leg the entire time, but it was clear to me that she was staring at Alexander. I wondered deep down if she was involved with Sebastian to get back at or to get close to Alexander. But Alexander didn’t appear to care or even notice. He had his arm around me and was as captivated with the game as any one of Dul svil e’s students was.
Becky seemed to be preoccupied with her phone and occasional y glanced at Sebastian.
Scarlet beamed. Her face flushed to match her dyed hair. She honed in on Trevor and, as much as it turned my stomach to see her lust after my nemesis, I was moved that she was so happy to watch Trevor.
“I’d like some popcorn and a drink,” Luna directed Sebastian with a flirty gaze. Back in Romania, Luna had grown up as a mortal, and a very popular one at that. Soccer games were nothing new to her.
While I sat with Onyx and Scarlet, Becky stood at the edge of the bleachers holding her cel phone.
“Who are you texting?” I asked her. “I’m here and Matt’s on the field.”
“I’m not texting.”
“Then what are you doing?”
“I never got that picture of Sebastian. And since this isn’t the Crypt, I can take as many pics as I want. I’d like to add it to the scrapbook for Jagger.”
I rose. I didn’t know what to do. She had her camera poised and aimed at Sebastian.
“I don’t think—” I said. But it was too late. I heard the click click click and saw flashes as she snapped away.
Onyx and Scarlet must have noticed, too, as they whispered together.
Becky returned triumphant. “I made sure I saved them this time. Let’s take a look at them,” she said.
“Hey—watch Matt,” I said. “He’s on his way to scoring! Maybe you should be paying attention to him and not Sebastian,” I hinted. “I think he’s working extra hard for you.”
“Real y?” she asked. She watched her boyfriend as he ran down the field, kicking the soccer bal . “Go, Matt, go!”
Becky forgot about her pictures and for the rest of the game was entranced by Matt’s athletic abilities.
After the game, Prada-bees inched away from us, and we got a ton of stares. But when Trevor, sweaty and charged up from a win, came and talked to Jagger, and he hung out for a few minutes with the soccer team, the onlookers gawked even more. But when they noticed that Trevor liked these goths, then they looked at them like there must have been something worthwhile about them—like a new purse from an up-and-coming designer.
It was the first time in my existence in Dul svil e that I wasn’t the only outsider. I was in a crowd of girls and guys and it looked like I belonged to their club.
The next day, after last bel , I headed to my locker to find Trevor leaning against it.
“I bet it breaks your heart to have two of your friends pine for me the way they do,” he said proudly. “Luna . . . and now Scarlet. They can’t keep their hands off of me.”
“It’s just because you are foreign to them. It’s like if they went to the zoo and stared at the monkeys. You are the monkey.”
Trevor broke a smile.
The more I pushed his buttons, the more he loved it. He stepped aside, but not without brushing against me. He peered over me as I unlocked my locker and opened its door.
“So what about that key?” I asked.
“I knew you’d be asking me about it sooner or later.” He pul ed the cord out from underneath his shirt and
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